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Tuesday, December 23, 2014

You don’t need to find a mirror, just closing your eyes for
a moment will suffice.

This is the person you’ll be spending the next 50-60 years
with. You can say that this is the person you’ll spend all your life with. All
your experience and achievements, you will perceive through the eyes of this
being. When you’re dead, you’ll just be a human shaped piece of meat.
Regardless of what you believe in – a higher being judging us, damning us, or
an eternal void, the things you do right now are who you are. This might just
be a simple look at the convoluted person you are, or a complex look at the
simple being as the case might be, which is not the case.

I

happen to think that perception is the sole root of
knowledge. What you feel, is what is. If there is indeed an afterlife, that
does not factor in. This might be the gravest folly, but it does liberate you.
At least to me, the thought of knowing all that counts, is what you actually do is freeing. Now this life might be a complex reward based system where the elite
people with sufficient fly-miles go to the Promised Land and the defaulters
into the fiery pits. But that’s only a way to justify the existence. Finding
Prometheus is not likely. That’s not just the skeptic in me talking, although
he is screaming. When you suppress the voice there really isn’t a reason why
this timeline needs to be an illusion or an entrance test.

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There is not much you cannot do with money. But the
things you can, outweigh the quantity with sheer quality. But money is an
arbitrary restriction posed on us by ourselves. It is also not the topic of
this post. Time is like looking at the landscape from a fast moving car on a
highway. The things closest to us move the fastest, and the farther away they
are, the less likely it looks we’ll ever reach them. Until we do, and then
everything we passed by seems like a distant dream.

If you know just how to look, the Universe bleeds secrets.
Knowing that what you experience is your only way of measuring this life in
some quantifying terms is no reason to be self-absorbed. There will always be
things you haven’t done and never will. The road not taken. But sometimes that
road hasn’t been taken because there’s a reason not to. Life is a game and
there are not a lot of cheats. You cannot randomly buff up your skills by
typing a hash of keywords. But it is not altogether unfair either. Rewards exist
for sacrifices made. Sometimes the risk is higher, and sometimes almost
non-existent.

The grand scale of events. Oh the people love to say that
‘in the grand scale of events..’. But that does not make our existence
insignificant, it just gives us more leeway to do things our way. You are not
a drop in the Universe. You’re the Universe contained in a drop because what is
an ocean but a multitude of droplets.